Cap Talk (Prod. Bryce) ft. HBK Zeph Lyrics

(Ha)

2 Sticks

Feel like bob the builder the way I move bricks

That nigga sweet so they call him cool whip

Mask on, we gone get him gone 2 quick

I don't got opps, we just really like to boom shit

In GTA

Hand bro the chop he gone let it spray

He said he from grove street now he rep the grave

Can't be from atlanta boy cuz we know you not brave

I'm not E40 hoe you cannot be saved

Big bag like I'm Peter Griffin

Yeah I shoot deep like curry so you know I ain't missin

Yachty took the wock to Poland but I still be sippin

How you drip too hard, but ain't nothing drippin

Like sheesh

Your bitch a treesh

How you cuff a baddie when everyone had a piece

Like sheesh

Your bitch is a treesh

She sucked the whole gang up and you still gave her a ring like

2 Sticks

Feel like bob the builder the way I move bricks

That nigga sweet so they call him cool whip (Up and down)

Mask on, we gone get him gone 2 quick

I don't got opps, we just really like to boom shit (Round and round)

In GTA

Hand bro the chop he gone let it spray

He said he from grove street now he rep the grave (Up and down)

Can't be from atlanta boy cuz we know you not brave

I'm not E40 hoe you cannot be saved (Round and round)

Nigga lookin at my chain, better not blink in this bitch

Imma slut her out, you gonna put a ring on that bitch

Extra mags watch how I empty out the clip

Bullets touch yo hip now you walking with a limp

Fucking with me, bitch you fucking with my crew

I bleed red, but I really want the blue

Choppa bless him like he sneeze

Guess what bitch I'm steady smoking trees

I ain't no rapper, but I love getting cheese

Gave her the dick, now she weak in the knees

If I catch him lackin, like lemons I squeeze

Keep testing my blood but I'm not bangin B's

Trust me we don't go anywhere unannounced

Cappin on the net you really love the clout

Tooka pack that bitch smelling really loud

Keep playing with us we'll put yo ass in the clouds

(Yaa)

Slide down on the opp block

We gone keep on sliding till somebody get popped

And if we missed

Somebody gone catch ah headshot

Pick yo homie up, before yo other homie get dropped

Big check

Feel like Ralph cuz it's finna be a wreck

This ain't a movie theater I'm not no josh peck

I got me a stick just like Sheck Wes

I'm from the mud of the slums that's why we leave a mess